It was a good morning before anyone even greeted themselves, birds were sleeping and cocks were yet to crow.
It was during easter festival, every streets were smelling nice and some houses were busy greeting each other, some were slaughtering chicken.Mr Uche was the head of the house of three daughters and one son, Ngozie, Happy, Chizo and Charles respectively.
Their house was full of echoes and sounds of frying pan was buttoning noses.It was around after 10am, everybody were ready for church and they were exchanging pleasantries.
They all dressed in new clothes and they looked stunning.
Ngozie brought out a eyeliner and lipstick, the three daughters painted it on their eyes and lipstick on their lips, they all looked sweet and charming, Charles dressed in suit and tie and a shining shoes.
They stepped out with Mr Uche sitting on wheelchair, "he is old enough" almost 75 years of age.
They all went to church and locked the door with a heavy padlock.
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Boys Of Summer
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